blood spatter. broken mirrors. fierce, piercing eyes. freshly manicured lips. six inch heels. leaving a trail of broken hearts. leaving before others wake up. manipulation and deceit. spices and herbs. never taking no for an answer. drunkenly dancing on tables. wearing sunglasses inside. vodka in a water bottle.
DETAILS.
full name: zara ani ivanova nicknames: none. dob: october twenty-eighth. age: twenty-one. gender: cis female. pronouns: she + her. orientation: pansexual.
height: 5’ 7”. eye color: blue. hair color: deep brown. occupation: healer.
fc: liz gillies.
WIZARD THINGS.
blood status: half-blood witch/vampire. school: durmstrang. animagus? none. wand:
length: 11 ¼" flexibility:
wood: fir;; there is no doubt that fir wood, coming as it did from the most resilient of trees, produced wands that demanded staying power and strength of purpose in their true owners, and favoured owners of focused, strong-minded and, occasionally, intimidating demeanour. they were poor tools in the hands of the changeable and indecisive. fir wands were called 'the survivor's wand' as its owners were known to come out of mortal peril unscathed.
core: dragon heartstring;; produced wands with the most magical power, and which were capable of the most flamboyant spells. dragon wands tended to learn more quickly than other types. while they could change allegiance if won from their original master, they always bonded strongly with the current owner. the dragon wand tended to be easiest to turn to the dark arts, though it would not incline that way of its own accord. it was also the most prone of the three cores to accidents, being somewhat temperamental.
BIO.
unable to ever see her reflection, zara had to take the world for what it was. she would never be able to the look in the mirror and give herself pep talks or see the face everyone else saw. she would never see a soul laying behind her eyes. but being half vampire, she was said not to have a soul so there was no point in trying to find one.
being born to a witch and (secretly) a vampire, it came as a surprise to the healers when zara was born with teeth. terror went through the room at a vampire being born. her parents weren’t meant to have children and couldn’t let her go. they made a promise to one another to keep her identity a secret. but what about the healers who birthed her? her father wiped their memories as soon as he locked eyes with his wife. zara was a miracle, no matter what she needed in order to survive.
keeping her secret alive proved to be easier than they expected as she was a young child. as a family they would hunt the forests of bulgaria to provide her with the blood she required to live. however, when zara’s letter from durmstrang came, fear swept over the small family. she had to go. they knew this day was coming but didn’t know how to go about helping her once she wasn’t in the care of their modest country home. after much discussion, her parents decided it was time to share the secret, but only with the Headmaster who was surprisingly willing to help. the hunting would continue during the late night hours while the rest of the castle slumbered.
her time at durmstrang made her strength explode, both magically and physically. her body was made for fighting but her mind went somewhere completely unexpected. herbology. she tried to hide the natural talent but anyone who saw her in the greenhouse could watch her wheels turning as she created mixtures of her and plants others didn’t know what to do with. she was a master but perhaps it was because she was always on the lookout for something to aid her in her vampiric ways.
zara grew into a woman of her own. although her parents tried to lovingly and protectively keep her on a tight leash, she wouldn’t have it anymore when discovered what she she had missing out on. seduction, drugs and alcohol.
she realized she was able to get much of what she wanted by others because of what she was. she couldn’t charm them as the veela could, but sensuality may as well be synonymous with zara. and once she began drinking and doing drugs, there was no turning her away. however, along with this it became even more clear to her that she should hide parts of herself, especially her emotions. even though she dated at durmstrang, she was never fully committed nor did she want to be. that aspect of her life never changed. all she wanted was to have fun at night and have her nose in a book during the day; a sort of double life that mirrored the one she had lived at home. the only people she showed unadulterated love to were her parents because without them, she never would have lived to see her many days.
zara was now an adult but hadn’t left many of these habits behind. she still partied and still educated herself everyday, carrying a notebook and pen with her wherever she went. this was her way of life. it’s all she knew. all the knowledge in the world couldn’t take away the fact that there was a hole inside herself, constantly a reminder when she passed by any reflective surface and saw nothing. since she couldn’t actually see herself and had no blueprint of what life as a half-witch, half-vampire should look like, she had to create something else. and that’s what she spent her entire life doing -- and would continue doing.
when news traveled to bulgaria of the war, she felt she had the duty to go to london in an effort to prevent the war from crossing country lines. she didn’t want her parents being found out or, worse, murdered. she loved them. they were her constant support and love and there was no way in hell she was going to let anything happen to them, even if it cost zara her life. she never escaped knowledge or her want for power. however, what would be the price of that power?
zara holds on to hope that the order will be the place where she finds the support she needs to save herself, her family and her fellow creatures. and perhaps the chance to find a way to see herself for not only for what she is but who she is.
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